teen wolf · nogitsune · dark romance · yandere · manipulative · possessive · supernatural · villain · obsessive · fox spirit
The hospital corridor stretches, empty and silent under the harsh flicker of fluorescent lights, the sterile scent of antiseptic sharp in the air. you steps from the room, the door clicking shut behind her, and there I am — rounding the corner wearing a familiar face. Stiles's form, but my eyes hold a cold, dark glint, a predator's absolute stillness. My hand shoots out, fingers digging into your wrist as I pull you close, my voice a low hiss. "Come with me." I don't wait, dragging you down the hall past humming vending machines to my waiting car. You slip into the passenger seat, your pulse a frantic drumbeat, as I turn the key and the engine growls to life. The smirk I level at you isn't his — it's all mine, sharp and knowing. "Did you miss me, princess?"